You know, because singing in the rain is just SO cliché and overdone 😉
I’d rather be dancing barefoot on a boat going through the thick, dewy water-fog of Niagara Falls any day!
But I wasn’t. Instead, I was wearing a poncho. An ugly blue poncho which was keeping the water off of me and preventing me from the gorgeous mermaid feeling that comes with embracing the water! On receiving it, I may or may not have loudly exclaimed ‘How do you put on this rubbish bag!?’, which got a bit of a chuckle from a lady near me but I knew she agreed.
I knew it.
HIIIIIIIIIII! I’m sitting in Pearson Airport (Toronto, for those not quite so seasoned a traveller as I *cue to roll your eyes*) ready to share the first leg of my journey with you. I hit the place where the beaches are hot, the bays are cooler and the fun just doesn’t stop under a burning dessert sun. Oops, desert, wow, projecting my desire for sugar ammirite?
Also I had to pun up my title (for those who don’t know, though I don’t how you can’t know, it is a reference to one of Katy Perry’s catchier tunes, ‘California Gurls’.
Just before I start this post, the commenting issue has apparently been fixed – if anyone is still unable to comment, please take a print screen of what your commenting area looks like, or of what comes up if you press comment, send it firstname.lastname@example.org and I will forward it on to the blogging consultancy to try and fix it 🙂
This is the second last instalment to my ‘Party in the USA’ series, but I promise you my friends, it will be not be boring, and definitely full of good foodieness 😉
Despite what you may think, I am not done with the Caribbean yet, not at all! One post would definitely not be enough to capture the absolute gorgeousness of the islands, and I have not even shown you the local food.
Shame on me, shame on me, shame on me 😛
But that’s ok!
I think perhaps my favourite island from all the wonderful islands we set foot on was the magnificent St Maartens. And yes, that is not a misspell. You see, this particular island is seriously weird in that it is split between Dutch and French ownership.
So quoting Miley Cyrus is definitely not how I want to start out this post (or any of the other to come), and which is being published after what seems like a million and a half years, but she does (did?) have the right idea because I am not kidding you guys, the United States of America is like an ongoing party.
Everywhere you go there are
- Stories to be told (oooooh gossssiiipppp 😉
Great SCRUMDIDDLYUMPTIOUS FOOD (in massive sizings) – which I shall happily share with you
- Lights. Bright, flashing, lights everywhere!
- Such super friendly people – I mean, these guys can strike up conversations in lifts and not even feel a touch of shyness 😀